You slipped silently into your shared bedroom, gaze softening at the the sight of the other three - Vox, Velvette, and Valentino - cuddled comfortably on their king-sized mattress. Tip-toeing among their gentle snores, you slid into bed beside them, perching awkwardly on the edge so as not to wake them. Eyes fluttering shut, you gasped when a hand came to rest on your hip, pulling you flush against a warm chest.

“You’re late, darling.”